Orange Crush

Horrible news out of Champaign-Urbana last night, University of Illinois basketball players Brian Carlwell, and Jamar Smith were seriously injured in a horrible accident when Smith's car crossed a median and struck a tree. Carlwell was the passenger and is listed in critical condition, while Smith suffered a concussion. It is unclear whether or not alcohol was a factor in the accident, but the most likely explanation is a severe snow storm that hit the midwest last night. I am not a fan of Illinois basketball, but when an event like this happens, all you can do is hope for the best. Coach Bruce Weber spent the night with Carlwell in the hospital, but the outlook is not looking too good. Bruce Weber annoys me to no end, as his speaking voice sounds like an 80 year old woman with a severe addiction to Virginia Slims, but I do respect that he was by his players side in a time like this. I only hope for the best for Carlwell, and hope he has a speedy recovery.

Urban Appeal

The big one is finally over. Gator fans can revel and rejoice that they are indeed the national champions of basketball and football, a joy known by no other team. Troy Smith showed little heisman qualities, putting up Rex Grossman like numbers, leaving boosters everywhere wondering what stellar qualities this young blood has shown. The big question now isn't who the national champion is, but who the number 1 seed is. Fans in Idaho(?!) are now crying that they deserve to be the number 1 team in the nation. Fuck Idaho. I would rather fuck a potato (have to be mashed) than listen to the griping of a state whose team plays on a blue field. Stop your whining Idahoans, and hire a new fucking groundskeeper, one who has a little more sense in color than my overweight beagle. Florida Fans, you deserved it, despite Urban Meyers whining and moaning, you did prove that as touchdown underdogs, you could handle the powerhouse that was THE Ohio State University. My love for the Big Ten knows no bounds, the same as my hatred for any Florida team, and the Big Ten got manhandled, not even politely, but bent over and fucked hard, right in the anus in their bowl games, not even bothering to clean up the smoldering mound of shit left on the floor, which is exactly what they looked like. Illini fans, stand up, because if Ron Zook can recruit a national championship team in Florida, he can sure as hell to the same for the Illini, the team everybody feels sorry for, like the dog with three legs on your block. This was Zook's team, and Meyer graciously gave him credit that was due. Now I only wish Notre Dame fans can acknowledge one Tyrone Willingham, instead of worshipping the fat cow that is Charlie Weiss.